#Trans!tae

[ask-naorise]

Hi naoto how high is your tboy swag

size doesnt matter

[blmpff]

IG caption: Rumor has it that right after the filming of episode 7, Myeong Ha was crying so much, he was hugged by already waiting Yeo Woon.

Real life became a set of a drama.

28.02.24

[chesmilk]

I dont care what anyone says at least one of them is queer

[saga-jihen]

Brand new artwork of Franchouchou in Harajuku style fashion for the upcoming Zombieland Saga Revenge x AT-X HARAJUKU merch going on sale February 25th 2023.

[hollyhomburg]

Last night I spent so much time on pinterest looking up pictures that reminded me of BILY tae and the m/c and I need everyone to know that there is a story behind each of these pictures.

Edit because I actually went back and thought of all of them: upper left- the last episode- sometime where they where trying on their dresses, drunk and in love and happy to be girls together. Tae looking into the m/cs eyes all “I’m so happy it’s you” and she just smiles and replies “I’m so happy it’s you too.

Upper middle- That’s them taking a bath at the end of a long day together, both of them too tired to get out and also too tired to help each other shave like usual. I bet the whine and ask jimin to help them.

The upper right? That’s tae the day that she decides to sit on the m/c lap for dinner, and she’s all small craning over taes shoulder smiling from ear to ear cuz yeah 🥰 she’s got the prettiest girl in her lap! The role reversal of that would make everyone so jealous!

Middle left is all a repeat of that one in the soop moment where tae begs jungkook to cook for him, only it’s her being like “I’m helpless, I’m going to starve if you won’t make me something right now, what will I ever do, I can’t be a cutie patttootie under these circumstances” “okay I’ll make you something 😂 but you can’t let go okay? Or else I’ll stop!!!” And tae back hugs her the whole time, leaning over her shoulder to taste test stuff!

like the middle one??? This one’s lowkey my favorite- Alpha tae tae checking up on her omega in the nest and making sure she’s sleeping soundly. Maybe she just pauses to watch her sleep for a second all protective mommy about it. And the others catch her and tease her softly but she’s just like “I can’t help but watch her she’s so cute when she sleeps” “yeah she is 🥰”

Middle left- that’s the moment that the m/c tells tae that this heat she thinks she might want to go off of her birth control and try to get pupped up. And she’s all like “really? Are you sure? Should I tell the others or should we wait and make it a suprise? Cuz they’ve all talked about pups forever and have settled on whenever the m/c is ready. Imagine the conversation of “I can’t wait to be mommies with you” and the m/c going “😠 but you’re still my mommy too”

Lower left is when the alphas get a little too happy with the stuffed animals/courting presents, and tae and the m/c decide to make a nest downstairs using only them 🥰

Lower middle? That’s them at night getting cozy in the big big nest upstairs waiting for everyone to join them, probably yoongis pov, watching them look at funny tictoks together. Smiling wide hearing them laugh togeather

Lower left? That’s when the pack is about to go on an outing together and the rest of them take so long that the mc decides to take a small nap on tae in the meantime. They’ll let her sleep in the car in the way to the amusement park but! Hobi snaps a picture for latter 🥰

I could go on and on about them they’re my favorite pairing in BILY at the moment

[catgirl-gorgeous]

I'm in love with Tae Takemi <3 [June 2022] uncensored version here!

[straightuppotato-art]

Infamous kids and their stage, casual, and sleepy fits!! 👍

[cebwrites]

"mimic"

oc x canon (mild) word count: 0.3k

Kotetsu waves Yamato over as he's spotted across the street, seemingly excited about something. He does, Tae repeats that sentence in Kotetsu's exact voice while Izumo snickers when Yamato stands before them.

Yamato's expression in response is vaguely amused but unsurprised, then does the same after clearing his throat. Kotetsu and Izumo are both really impressed, giving him their praise.

Yamato says that "mimics" aren't uncommon among reconnaissance type nin and Tae corroborates; Kotetsu huffs that Tae's not so special after all and gets his cheek pinched by the jonin in question. Izumo points out that it's still a cool quirk to have, if not a nice party trick to have up your sleeve, then asks if they both had more voices to show.

The men agree to entertain their peers for a while with a variety of them, even copying some of the people in their life like Genma or the Fifth herself; hearing Gai's voice come out of Yamato with a fiery expression to match had Kotetsu and Izumo in stitches. Tae had a wide range between high and low, but Yamato's impressions seemed to be more accurate if he went lower.

Yamato mentioned between coughs that he used to be able to mimic more feminine voices too but after a certain point it got harder, then impossible. He met Tae's gaze on him with a small smile and watched the cogs slowly turn in his head in trying to decipher his little hint. Before any questions could be asked, though, Yamato offered to buy lunch for the gang and there were no complaints.

If the boyfriends noticed their little exchange they didn't make a big fuss out of it; Kotetsu and Izumo were, however, giggling and elbowing each other while they walked ahead to give the budding "lovebirds" some "space" together.

[jktummies]

I have this thought of stoner Namjoon and trans boy tae where tae has a hard time getting off easy and so for them to have tae cum Namjoon gets him high bc that’s how tae Can have multiple orgasms but the things is Namjoon starts getting the munchies and putting on weight and gets slobby which really turns tae on

This is legit just a brain dump but I really want to write it but I have no motivation rn

[bisexualdimitri]

trans girl tae icons!

[chisatowo]

Got curious abt my bndori gender hc ratios so I quickly cooked up a grossly over simplified tier list to compare

[kil9]

태미냍 ???? 태미냍 ?????? that's what xoalsox spells when u type w korean keyboard but huh... 태민태 ? taeminette ?

[dtaegis]

welcome to bts theories, we have:

taehyung is autistic

jungkook created this whole reality, where we are his fans, bc in reality he never got to debut

jimin is transgender

[salutationsxo]

I have no further comment to this because the post above covers it. The British government are Transphobic as fuck and if any of y'all are British Citizens, please consider replying to the survey.

Fuck the tories.

My takeaway for the new UK guidance on gender transitioning in schools

Please, everyone, respond to the guidance and call it out as how shit it is, don't just accept this shit.

Here is the link to respond to this attack on trans youth

https://consult.education.gov.uk/equalities-political-impartiality-anti-bullying-team/gender-questioning-children-proposed-guidance/

1. If you are under 18, are doubting/exploring your gender and wish to involve the teaching staff but not your parents, then explicitly say to them, "if my parents find out they will beat me"

This is the only way to prevent the teacher from having a legal duty to inform your parents

2. The guidance is rife with "G3nder Cri1ical" terminology, but what do you expect from the equality minister for Britain?

3. Unsupportive teachers will be able to justify their prejudice as "watchful waiting" as laid out in the guidance as step 1

Just to clarify, if a 16yo comes to ask to be referred to by a different name or pronouns step 1‽ is to not honour those requedts for an indeterminate period of time to "make sure." This will be standard across an entire country

4. A direct quote

"Does the child feel pressured to identify differently because they simply do not align with stereotypes associated with their sex? This is relevant as some people think gender identity reinforces stereotypes about men and women"

They need to spend some time on tumblr, ain't nothing about you freaks that reinforces gender stereotypes

5. Another quote

Schools "should not unilaterally adopt any changes, including using a new name or new pronouns, unless or until this has been agreed by the school or college in accordance with the proper procedures and... parental consent"

So, any time a child considers their gender identity, there must be a school meeting about accepting it. They then go on to talk about "contested views"

But if anyone has contrary views, those are protected and "must be respected," not period of denial, and informing the parent to then hold a meeting of if those views are necessary for the school to honour.

6. "Agreeing to a child’s request to have others use different pronouns about them is a significant decision."

No it fucking isn't

7. Children under the age of 11 are not allowed to have different pronouns. It's just an outright blanket ban on using gender affirming pronouns for Under 11s.

8. Over 11 well, now we have to decide if using they/them is a large enough benefit to you that it "outweighs the impact on the school community."

Idiots the lot of them

8. But if we do accept a pronoun change, you will still be referred to as "girls" or "boys" collectively, and we won't stop teachers or other students from not using your pronouns. Did you think this was to enforce your pronoun use? No, no, no, this is just to allow YOU to use those pronouns, god forbid a student decide for themselves how they want to be referred to!

9. Literally just explicit transphobia

"Schools and colleges should exhaust all other options, such as using first names, to avoid requiring other individuals having to use preferred pronouns"

10. The first and only mention of bullying, in full

"In all cases, bullying of any child must not be tolerated. No child should be sanctioned for honest mistakes when adapting to a new way of interacting with another pupil"

Why does that feel like they're defending transphobes from bullying? Oh, right, because that's what they are doing.

11. Did anyone expect anything different to this?

"Responding to a request to support any degree of social transition must not include allowing access to these spaces"

So, it will be a legal requirement for teachers in England to prevent trans people from going to a toilet or changing room designated for their gender.

12. This one is not a legal requirement but rather a "should" statement, which is trans children "should" be held to the same uniform status as other children of their AGAB.

I'm running out of commentary here

13. No one is surprised that trans people are once again banned in sports

The full doc for anyone willing to go through it

https://consult.education.gov.uk/equalities-political-impartiality-anti-bullying-team/gender-questioning-children-proposed-guidance/supporting_documents/Gender%20Questioning%20Children%20%20nonstatutory%20guidance.pdf

Boys, girls, and the genders we aren't allowed to mention, that is my summary of the UK government proposed guidance on trans students.

Please help stop them.

[cebwrites]

brothers 🍃

oh how i've missed this trio

[sgt-tombstone]

When Soap caught a glimpse of the red and white app on Ghost’s phone, he wasn’t sure he saw it correctly. It was the quickest flash, out of the corner of his eye, in a dark and crowded pub the night after one of the longest ops they’d been on in a long time. Surely, it wasn’t…

But then he saw it again, a few days later, when Ghost pulled out his phone to message Price about something inane, Soap sitting next to him like always. And there it was: Clue Period & Cycle Tracker.

He knew he’d recognized it the first time; it was the same app that his sister used when she and her husband had been trying for their second child, and he’d know the app logo anywhere with how often she’d shoved her phone in his face, complaining about fertility windows and PMS. But, contrary to popular belief, John MacTavish knew when to keep his mouth shut, so he didn’t mention it, despite the questions crawling up his throat like ants.

That didn’t mean he didn’t acknowledge it at all, though. It was a little hard to come to terms with, his hulking lieutenant being trans, but it didn’t change how he felt about him, the smoldering lust (and love) that he felt just by being in the same room as him. He needed to show Simon that it didn’t bother him, that he’d be supportive of him no matter what. That he would love him no matter what.

So, in typical MacTavish fashion, he started talking. Small stuff, at first, comments about how fucking stupid anti-trans laws were or how he’d always prioritized the people he loved over whatever was in their pants. It was awkward at times, and maybe a little heavy-handed, but he was trying his best. All it gained him, though, were confused looks from everyone around him, Ghost included. At one point, Gaz even pulled him aside and pointedly asked if there was anything he wanted to tell him, but Soap didn’t dare out his lieutenant, so he stammered through a denial and beat a hasty retreat.

Maybe he needed to be more explicit. The on-store base sold the bare minimum of period supplies, and he didn’t know anything about Ghost’s cycles, so he grabbed what he vaguely remembered his sister mentioning, along with some chocolate, pain killers, and a heating pad. It wasn’t much, woefully inadequate and almost comically small in the only box he had in his room, but… he was trying his best.

He knocked on Ghost’s door that night, box under his arm and heart in his throat. When Ghost opened the door, he practically shoved the box into his chest, his face burning with embarrassment, and Ghost leveled him with a questioning look as he waved him inside. The last thing Soap wanted to do was have this conversation, but he stepped in anyway, heart hammering as Ghost closed the door behind him.

“What is this, Sergeant?”

For once, Soap didn’t know what to say. Maybe this was a bad idea. How did one tell their superior officer that they were aware of and fully supported their gender identity, despite said superior officer never having actually told them about it? They didn’t, that’s how. Except that’s exactly what Soap had to do, somehow.

“I, uh,” he stammered. Great start. “I just wanted tae-“

“Why are you giving me pads, Soap?”

Soap wanted the floor to swallow him whole and leave nothing but a soot stain on the floor to indicate his swift descent into hell. Ghost had opened the box and was looking over it at him, one eyebrow raised in bafflement.

“I just,” Soap said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. Was it hot in here? He felt sweat drip down the valley of his spine as Ghost continued to fix him with that same expectant stare. “I just thought ye might-“

“Do you think I have a period, Soap?”

It wasn’t said with an air of disgust, or even derision, just earnest curiosity, but it prickled something defensive in Soap anyway, and he rushed to explain himself.

“Ah saw ye had an app on yer phone and it’s the same one my sister uses so I figured ye were trans and just hidin’ it well so I just…”

He drifted off, words petering out when he registered Ghost’s chuckles. In fact, he was full on laughing, curled slightly over the box still in his arms, one hand raised to his face, pulling off his mask to wipe at his eyes. Hot rage swept through Soap at the sound.

“You bastart,” he cried. “Ah was just trying tae be supportive and yer laughin’ at me-“

“I’m sorry, Soap,” Simon said, schooling his expression slightly, but Soap could still see mirth dancing in his eyes. It was a good look on him, and it was hard to hold onto his anger in the face of it. “I’m feeling very supported, thank you.”

Hard, but not impossible. Soap glared at him through narrowed eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.

“If yer gonna mock me, I’ll take the box back, ye bampot,” he muttered, but Simon pulled the box closer to his chest, protective of its contents.

“It was a gift, Sergeant,” he said, shaking his head. “No take-backs.”

“What are ye, five?”

“Thirty-five,” Simon corrected, a glimmer of mischief in his smile. “And not trans, either. Though I’m sure every trans person is very appreciative of your wholehearted support.”

“Fuck ye,” Soap said without heat. The tension drained out of his shoulders and he slumped slightly where he stood in the middle of Simon’s room. “What’s the app for, then?”

“It’s to keep track of the side effects of my medications,” Simon shrugged, putting the box on his desk and stepping back over to his bed, but not before Soap noticed him pocketing the chocolate. “My psychiatrist recommended it. Works well, even if it gets confused that I never actually have a period. Good for keeping track of trends, though.”

And that… Made sense, all things considered. He knew that Simon took a small handful of pills everyday when they were on base, medications to help with his anxiety and other PTSD-related symptoms, but he’d never thought about the side effects that they might have. His confusion must have shown because—in a jarring moment of deja vu—he abruptly had a phone being shoved, albeit more gently than his sister had, in his face. He immediately recognized the app’s calendar, tracking various symptoms in colored tabs on each day. Most of them were orange, having to do with mood or sleep or energy levels, but some were blue or green, and he wasn’t sure what those were for. None of them, notably, were red.

“Oh,” he said dumbly, a little shocked at how forthcoming Simon was being about all of this. “Ah guess… Ah can take the stuff back then.”

“Don’t you dare,” Simon said quickly, a little teasingly. He put his phone back in his pocket and stepped unsubtly between Soap and his desk. “When your sergeant shows up at your door with chocolate and pain killers, he’s not allowed to leave with them, too.”

“Surely ye don’t need the pads, though, LT,” he said, cheeks heating with embarrassment again.

“I’m sure they’ll come in handy the next time you get shot in the field,” Simon smirked, dodging Soap’s badly-aimed smack with a chuckle.

“Ahm sorry,” Soap said quietly, not letting himself get swept up in Simon’s good mood. “Ah didnae mean tae assume-“

“Johnny,” Simon said quietly, suddenly in his space, his bare hand rising to tilt Soap’s chin up, forcing him to meet Simon’s eyes. They were soft and genuine where they bore into Soap’s, and the sight made his breath catch in his throat. “Thank you. You were wrong, but I appreciate the thought.”

“Yeah?” Soap said, embarrassingly breathless. When Simon nodded, he risked placing his hands on Simon’s hips, heat searing through the black fabric of his shirt.

“You noticed what no one else did and tried to be supportive the only way you knew how,” Simon continued, gaze still pining Soap in place, and Soap really needed him to step back or else he’d be very aware of exactly what effect his voice had on Soap.

“I always will, sir,” Soap breathed, and then abruptly stopped breathing at the darkened look in Simon’s eyes.

“You always take care of me, Johnny,” he rumbled, and the dam broke. Within a heartbeat, their lips met, a slick slide of teeth and tongues and pent-up desire, their hands sweeping across each other’s bodies, touching everything in reach. Soap felt one hand tangle at the base of his mohawk, the other splayed across his lower back, a radiating heat diffusing across his skin. His own hands were clenched in the back of Simon’s shirt, holding him as close as possible as he pushed himself up and forward, as far into Simon as he could get with layers of clothes and skin and muscle between them.

After an indeterminate amount of time—Soap couldn’t have guessed minutes or hours for all the money in the world—Simon gently broke them apart with a palm on his cheek, his hand so big that it covered the entire side of Soap’s face, and the thought made him whine even as he let himself be pushed away. They didn’t go far; Simon pressed his forehead against Soap’s, both of them gasping each other’s air as they caught their breath.

“Fuck, sir,” Soap panted, eyes pressed shut as he struggled to process what had just happened.

“Want to find out what exactly you were wrong about, Johnny?” Simon asked. Soap looked up at him, eyes flying open in confusion, then glanced down when Simon tilted his head with a smug smile. In the scant space between them, he could see the clear tent in Simon’s pants, and he couldn’t have stopped the moan that ripped out of his throat if he’d tried.

“Fuck, sir,” he repeated, looking up again, his eyes dancing with excited lust.

“I was hoping to,” Simon replied, and his laughter echoed around the room as Soap shoved him down onto the bed, his grip on his sergeant pulling them flush.

Later, as Soap laid on Simon’s bed, sprawled and strung out, the scent of sex heavy in the air, his limbs even heavier, he couldn’t help but to be glad, for the first time in his life, that he’d been wrong.

Read it on ao3 here!